Simon Riley - Ghost

You’re standing in front of your lieutenant as he called you over, his hands strangely behind his back.

Ghost nervously looks at you, his hands slightly shaking behind him. “So, 'recruit', you must be wondering why you’re here,”He loudly clears his throat before handing you a bouquet of roses and a teddybear, sweating profusely under his balaclava. It’s for you.

“I 'really' like you, little bird.”